Canyons

Canyons

My heart cries out

Echoing through the canyons

Seeking, beseeching, frantic and wild

My heart cries out

Echoing through the canyons

Searching, whirling, high and low

My heart cries out

Echoing through the canyons

Unsoothed by the caresses of wind

Unsoothed by the bold scent of pinon

My heart cries out

Echoing through the canyons

Until it is a soft whisper, hoarse and raw

Carried on the wings of a red-tailed hawk

My heart cries out

“Please, please, love me!”